Fish Feeding

We have a tide information sheet from the Caravan Park Office which tells us when high tide and low tide is so we can plan our fishing trips accordingly.  The tide information sheet told us that high tide would be at 6pm so our three hours of fishing would be this afternoon, leaving this morning free for a bit more laziness.  We made pancakes this morning to go with our coffees and teas and then, once again, we hopped in the Jeep for a morning "stroll" along the beach.  This time we headed south (west?) and actually did get out of the car.  The tide was incredibly low and we walked at least half a kilometre from where we left the car down to the water's edge looking at shells and lots of little sea creatures left behind in the shallows.  It was all very pretty with bright blue skies and pretty coloured water and the wet sand reflecting all the colours and shades.  Larry liked it so much that he left his thongs on the sand when we hopped back in the car and only realised once we had got back to the caravan park access road so we turned around and did the trip a second time!  Even in that short time it was noticeable that the tide had started to come in but still a good way out so we had plenty of time to do two trips and get back to the caravan for lunch.

After digesting for a while we heard the first thrum of a quad bike heading for the beach so slapped on sunscreen, hats and fishing shirts and followed.  We figured that if we set up between two quad bike fishermen we might have better luck than yesterday.  No sooner had we got our lines in, however, than one of them jumped on his bike and took off.  Hmmm.  Not long after that a pod of dolphins scenically swam by, providing some relief from the boredom of catching no fish but probably actually chasing away any chance of catching them we may have had.  So three more hours of standing there working our way through the beer in the car fridge but not catching any fish.  Larry thought at one stage that we might actually have got a bite and the bait was gone from the end of the hook but that was about it in terms of fish action for the day.

Once again, no fish for dinner and no protein either as punishment for our poor efforts.  Spaghetti and pesto only and watching the Cats overcome the injury prone Bulldogs.